On 22, Jun 2015 | In book bitching | By karo
You’ve reached akaKaro, a cranky little scrapblog staffed by an opinionated talking dictionary. I like to read and I lack common sense, which—aside from being a generally appalling combination—usually leads me to denounce almost everything. This blog is the aftermath of my reading list, a unique palimpsest of bad jokes, book-hurling, and spicy ramen. Mostly spicy ramen.
If you want to know what I’m reading (and why wouldn’t you?), here’s the list. I have a reading schedule, sort of, but at this point it’s mostly theoretical.
You’re off the edge of the map, mate. Here there be spoilers.
Isolde, Queen of the Western Isle
I first read this in 2008 and found it tolerable but unremarkable. I’m a sucker for pretty covers, though, so I thought I’d try it again this year.
It was awful.
Full disclosure: I didn’t reread the whole thing. I seriously have no idea how I read it the first time. From the lame prose to the irritating Goddess, Mother!s every few words, the first third of this book was unequivocally displeasing. Foremost among its battalion of problems: Isolde’s mother. I have no problem with women who own their sexuality. I have no problem with women who—gasp!—like to have sex. I do have a problem with women who are so insecure about their sexuality or just sexuality in general that they will force it onto other women, e.g., “What do you mean, haven’t found anyone you like enough yet? WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU?!”
That burning question forms the basis of Isolde’s relationship with her mother: her mother loves men and loves sex and makes no effort to understand her daughter, whose needs are substantially different from hers. Her mother is so ashamed of Isolde’s apparent lack of interest that she promises to give her to a man who threatened to rape her. Sir Palomides, foreign visitor and lovestruck suitor, courts Isolde politely throughout the first few chapters; when she rejects him, he goes to her mother and literally tells her that one of two things will happen: (1) he will marry Isolde and carry her off to his country, or (2) he will rape her as punishment for dishonoring him. Her mother would have been well within her rights to toss him off the castle battlements. Instead she gives him some vague twaddle about women’s rights before saying in the same breath that she fully intends to push Isolde into his bed anyway, which she plans to do by making Isolde the prize in some harebrained tournament. Women have the right to choose in this world, apparently, but they waive that right if they choose to postpone sex. Mother knows best!
I don’t remember exactly where I stopped; it doesn’t really matter. This book was horrible. I’d maybe try it again if it were the only book left in the world, but I don’t see that happening anytime soon.
Took a break from drawing by……..drawing…………it makes sense somewhere okay
anyway Madeline Brewer in addition to being a precious ray of sunshine apparently has amazing conversations with her friends, one of whom suggested a THT spin-off called Womb Raider WHICH OF COURSE I HAD TO DRAW AND NOW HOLY SHITTTTTTT I WANT THIS TO BE A REAL SHOW WHOSE HEART DO I HAVE TO SACRIFICE TO MAKE THIS A THING
I’ve been playing a lot of Mario lately. And violin. And Magikarp Jump. Yes of course those all go together what are you talking about
*EDIT* this is unrealistic that Magikarp should be flying off in the claws of a f*cking Pidgeotto NOT THAT I’M BITTER
I’ve been watching The Handmaid’s Tale, and it’s……………pretty awful, to say the least. Not awful in that the show itself is bad, but awful in that it’s more disturbing than Game of Thrones. I mean, yeah, okay, GoT has people getting eaten by dogs and entire clans getting obliterated at weddings, but it doesn’t have FGM. Though it does have 8,001 eunuchs, so I guess it sort of evens out? But with GoT there’s always this layer of unreality—excluding Sansa’s wedding night and Shireen’s burning, I’m still pissed off about those—which makes it slightly easier to take, while Handmaid’s Tale seems like it could easily happen.
That said, the show is amazing: it’s only six episodes in, but both cast and crew have done a phenomenal job walking the fine line between staying faithful to the original text and adding substantial changes. And even though the book depicted a xenophobic society run by white supremacists and populated almost entirely by white people (except maybe the Marthas…?), I really love the diversity of the show. The acting is so good that I’ve even started to care a little bit about Serena Joy, which I never ever ever ever EVER thought would happen, and I also like Janine, which is a hearty testament to Yvonne Strahovski and Madeline Brewer. (I still don’t care about the Commander, but you’re not really supposed to.) Moira is an unstoppable badass, of course, but I was expecting that. Huge props to Elisabeth Moss, Samira Wiley, Alexis Bledel, and all the rest. I will be very upset if this show doesn’t win an award.
Technically I could’ve gotten away with leaving it unfinished, but, since I like to make things hard for myself, this was Not Good Enough, so it got finished. I sort of want to digitize it, but it’s so loooooong :T #comicproblems